Chapter 1. Two Travellers
_ CHAPTER ONE. TWO TRAVELLERS
"Don‘t they bite, sir?"
"Bite?"
_Smick! smack! flap_!
"Oh, murder!"
"What‘s the matter, sir?"
"My hand."
"Hurt it, sir?"
"I should think I have."
"You should wait till they‘ve sucked ‘emselves full and then hit ‘em； they‘re lazy then. Too quick for you now."
"The wretches! I shall be spotted all over, like a currant dumpling. I say, Shaddy, do they always bite like this?"
"Well, yes, sir," said the man addressed, about as ugly a specimen of humanity as could be met in a day‘s march, for he had only one eye, and beneath that a peculiar, puckered scar extending down to the corner of his mouth, shaggy short hair, neither black nor grey--a kind of pepper-and-salt colour--yellow teeth in a very large mouth, and a skin so dark and hairy that he looked like some kind of savage, dressed in a pair of canvas trousers and a shirt that had once been scarlet, but was now stained, faded, and rubbed into a neutral

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